Post by Aria Riversong on Apr 2, 2011 9:59:45 GMT -5
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[/img][/center]Name:
Aria Riversong
Sex:
Female
Birth-Date:
June 2036
Age:
Three
Species:
Crescent Moon Wolf
Pack:
Wasteland Nomads
Rank:
Zeta
Duty:
Astrologer
Appearance:
- 55cm tall; 145cm long
- 24kg
- Short ginger-brown coat. A line of sooty black fur running down the centre of her back to her tail with points extending out on her shoulders. There is a light dusting of the black along the sides of her body, as well as the upper half of her face. Her legs, ears, and the top of her muzzle have fur similar to terra cotta. Lighter beige fur adorns her stomach, the inside of her legs, underside of her tail, her chest, and the underside of her muzzle.
- Light brown eyes
- Lean face
- Ears are a bit more tapered nearing the tips
- Thick, powerful body with sturdy legs
Skills:
- Running
- Dreams of the future/past
- Good at giving advice
- Excellent astronomer
- Learns new things quickly
Personality:
Ever since Riversong was a little pup she was a very adventurous spirit. She loves exploring and getting herself into interesting situations. She is a very fun-loving and optimistic wolf. She likes meeting other wolves and making new friends. She tries to avoid fighting as much as possible; she is the peacekeeper. She will usually run away from a fight instead of sticking around with the chance of getting injured.
It takes a lot to get her mad, but she will never hold a grudge. She believes everyone deserves a second chance. Once she has her mind on something there is no trying to stop her or telling her otherwise. She often learns from her mistakes rather than others telling her not to do something.
History:
One warm, summer night a litter of three was birthed on the banks of a river. One pup did not survive, leaving the other two with their mother. The mother quickly moved her two cubs to safety in the nearby woods and began raising them by herself. Riversong and her brother Redtrout grew up knowing nothing more than their lone mother and the forest as their playground. They were constantly together; best friends. Their mother had done a fine job of raising them, even if she was all alone. No matter how much they asked their mother would never tell them anything about her old pack or their father. After sometime they just gave up, or rather forgot, about asking.
As they grew up, they began to wander father away from their home. sometimes they would be gone for a couple days at a time. This, of course, worried their mother and she always had a few choice words for them when they returned. Even though their mother disciplined them harshly and demanded that they focus on her teachings, they loved her. Even if she was rough around the edges, deep down she had a large heart and truly cared for her children.
One day when the siblings returned from one of their adventures, they saw that their mother was confronting a bear. They had never seen a bear, but their mother had told them what they looked like and how dangerous they could be. Knowing their mother could not stand the monster themselves, they wanted to help her. Sadly, both their mother and Redtrout ended up losing their lives. Riversong hated herself for being a coward and running away from it all. She had failed her mother and her best friend.
Distraught, the young she-wolf ran. She ran for hours, not caring how much her legs ached, nor did she care where she was going. Eventually she ended up in the land of the Wasteland Nomads. One of the elder wolves took her in and treated her like her own daughter. Riversong quickly found her Lunar Name, Aria, and was in the ceremony with the rest of the wolves her age. Her faux mother, Jingo Ashpaw, taught her trade to Riversong, hoping that when she passed away Aria would take over. Everything went according to plan and Aria Riversong continues to live with the Wasteland Nomads as a young astrologer.
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